1 Her face was calm, gentle, and happy.
2 I shall be happy if it's in my power.
3 He was in a woman's dress, with tousled hair and a happy smile new to Sonya.
4 To the family Natasha seemed livelier than usual, but she was far less tranquil and happy than before.
5 Only so could I be completely happy; but now I have to choose, and I can't be happy without either of them.
6 Her maternal instinct told her that Natasha had too much of something, and that because of this she would not be happy.
7 They talked of how they would live when they were married, how their husbands would be friends, and how happy they would be.
8 Natasha felt so lighthearted and happy in these novel surroundings that she only feared the trap would come for her too soon.
9 Behind them sat Anna Mikhaylovna wearing a green headdress and with a happy look of resignation to the will of God on her face.
10 Of course he is an excellent man, but still, with his father's disapproval they wouldn't have been happy, and Natasha won't lack suitors.
11 At a mute sign from him, a telescope was handed him which he rested on the back of a happy page who had run up to him, and he gazed at the opposite bank.
12 She felt happy and as if she were blossoming under the praise of this dear Countess Bezukhova who had formerly seemed to her so unapproachable and important and was now so kind to her.
13 With happy, exhausted faces, they laid the old wolf, alive, on a shying and snorting horse and, accompanied by the dogs yelping at her, took her to the place where they were all to meet.
14 The same happy, smiling Circassian, with mustache and beaming eyes looking up from under a sable hood, was still sitting there, and that Circassian was Sonya, and that Sonya was certainly his future happy and loving wife.
15 But the happy day came, and on that memorable Sunday, when, dressed in white muslin, she returned home after communion, for the first time for many months she felt calm and not oppressed by the thought of the life that lay before her.
16 As soon as she began to laugh, or tried to sing by herself, tears choked her: tears of remorse, tears at the recollection of those pure times which could never return, tears of vexation that she should so uselessly have ruined her young life which might have been so happy.
17 As soon as Prince Andrew had given up his daily occupations, and especially on returning to the old conditions of life amid which he had been happy, weariness of life overcame him with its former intensity, and he hastened to escape from these memories and to find some work as soon as possible.
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